I bet if you went back two thousand years, you'd hear a couple of centurions standing around, yakking about how Tertius lopped off the heads of some Carthaginian prisoners. But then when you ask *that* person, they say *they* heard it from someone who was there. Did you ever notice with stories like that, everyone says they heard it from someone who was there. Well, I'd better get back to Battalion before they disappear. Change into your PT gear, we're running Currahee. I wouldn't take this rusty piece of sh*t to war, and I will not take *you* to war in your condition! Now, thanks to these men and their infractions, every man in the company who had a weekend pass. Rust on the buttplate hinge spring, Private Bullshit.
Malarkey's slang for "bullshit," isn't it? When did you sew on these chevrons, Sergeant Lipton? Volunteering for the parachute infantry is one thing, Perconte, but you've got a *long* way to prove that you belong here. You people are at the position of attention! Private Perconte, have you been blousing your trousers over your boots like a paratrooper? One chunk in the face, the other chunk nearly took out his nuts. Hey, even First Sergeant Lipton there, he got a couple of pieces of a tank shell burst in Carentan. Yeah, kind of an Easy Company tradition, getting shot in the ass. And, uh, Buck got shot in his rather large butt in Holland. He got shot in his scrawny little butt in Normandy. And right next to him, the other skinny little guy, that's Popeye.
Now Leibgott, the skinny little guy? He got pinged in the neck in Holland. he got a piece of exploding tank in Holland. He landed on broken glass in Normandy, and got peppered by a potato masher. Almost every one of these guys got hit at least once. "Injured" is when you fall out of a tree or something.ĭon't worry, there so much crap flying around, you're bound to get dinged sometime. Joe got hit in the arm? New Year's Eve gift from the Luftwaffe.
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